Brother to the Boss: Billionaire Romance (Managing the Bosses Series Book 8) Read Online Free
Author: Lexy Timms
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“That actually sounds great, Mr. Reid. I definitely have to try this food I’ve been hearing all about. We’ll do the rest of our shoot while the light is still good, and then we’ll come up to the clubhouse.”
“See you then,” Mark said.
They turned and wandered away, obviously going to find a good backdrop for Jason’s opening and closing statements about the club, and as soon as they were out of earshot Mark slumped with relief.
“Glad it’s over?” Erica asked, her voice amused.
“So glad,” Mark said. “I get that it’s good for the club, but I’m not sure how Alex deals with the press on a regular basis. Keeping up the mask of perfection for that long is exhausting.”
She reached out and rested a hand on his bicep. “You did great, Mark. Trust me. This is going to bring in a lot of people.”
He smiled at her. “I hope so. In the meantime, I’d better go make sure nothing disastrous has happened in the kitchen before the news crew goes looking for dinner, and you should probably get back to your student.”
The hand on his bicep squeezed, just gently, and then she dropped it back to her side. “See you tonight?” she asked before she turned away.
“Oh,” Mark said. “Definitely.” He grinned at her. “We’ve got to celebrate, after all.”
She laughed, and then she was heading back toward the client, and Mark turned and started up the slope, willing nothing to have gone wrong.
Chapter 3
It was six o clock, and Alex still wasn’t home.
Jamie sighed, and rolled the truck in her hand gently across the floor so that Benton could grab it. He giggled as it came within his reach, and gave it a shove as hard as his little body could muster, sending it skidding back toward her. She smiled despite her frustration with her husband. It was hard to stay angry around the twins when they were happy, like they gave off an aura of joy that the rest of humanity was helpless to resist. Beside her brother, Lilli was playing with the toy horse, flopping it back and forth in imitation of the way Christine usually played with them.
It had been a week since her sister was able to drop by for a visit, and she’d looked a little more stressed than Jamie would have liked. Obviously transitioning into the work force hadn’t been entirely smooth, no matter how much Mark praised her work ethic. Jamie had told him to make sure and keep an eye on her sister, make sure that she didn’t buckle under the weight of new responsibilities. Thankfully, he’d said she seemed to be doing better lately. Jamie would have to see Christine for herself to be sure, but if she was happy in her job then Jamie was happy for her.
She rolled the truck back toward Benton, and wondered if she should maybe call Alex. She hadn’t heard from him at all since he left for work, aside from one brief text saying that he’d be home a little later than he’d planned on and that he loved her. But that had been two hours ago, and he’d assured her that he would be home by five. Sighing, Jamie unfolded herself from the floor and took her phone off the table, sitting down again just in time to have to dodge the toy truck that would have made a very uncomfortable landing.
“Give Mommy just a second, Benton,” she said, returning the truck to him again. “She’s got to see where Daddy is.”
Benton, of course, didn’t understand, and immediately pushed the truck back with both hands. Jamie hit speed dial for Alex’s number and sent the diecast toy rolling across the floor again.
All she got was the voice mail, and her mild annoyance abruptly became concern. What if he had already left work? What if something had happened? Ignoring the truck this time when it came to a stop at her feet, Jamie dialed the number for the front desk on Alex’s floor.
“Reid Enterprises,” a vaguely familiar woman’s voice said after two rings. “This is Emelie speaking. How may I help you today?”
What was the PA doing answering
“That actually sounds great, Mr. Reid. I definitely have to try this food I’ve been hearing all about. We’ll do the rest of our shoot while the light is still good, and then we’ll come up to the clubhouse.”
“See you then,” Mark said.
They turned and wandered away, obviously going to find a good backdrop for Jason’s opening and closing statements about the club, and as soon as they were out of earshot Mark slumped with relief.
“Glad it’s over?” Erica asked, her voice amused.
“So glad,” Mark said. “I get that it’s good for the club, but I’m not sure how Alex deals with the press on a regular basis. Keeping up the mask of perfection for that long is exhausting.”
She reached out and rested a hand on his bicep. “You did great, Mark. Trust me. This is going to bring in a lot of people.”
He smiled at her. “I hope so. In the meantime, I’d better go make sure nothing disastrous has happened in the kitchen before the news crew goes looking for dinner, and you should probably get back to your student.”
The hand on his bicep squeezed, just gently, and then she dropped it back to her side. “See you tonight?” she asked before she turned away.
“Oh,” Mark said. “Definitely.” He grinned at her. “We’ve got to celebrate, after all.”
She laughed, and then she was heading back toward the client, and Mark turned and started up the slope, willing nothing to have gone wrong.
Chapter 3
It was six o clock, and Alex still wasn’t home.
Jamie sighed, and rolled the truck in her hand gently across the floor so that Benton could grab it. He giggled as it came within his reach, and gave it a shove as hard as his little body could muster, sending it skidding back toward her. She smiled despite her frustration with her husband. It was hard to stay angry around the twins when they were happy, like they gave off an aura of joy that the rest of humanity was helpless to resist. Beside her brother, Lilli was playing with the toy horse, flopping it back and forth in imitation of the way Christine usually played with them.
It had been a week since her sister was able to drop by for a visit, and she’d looked a little more stressed than Jamie would have liked. Obviously transitioning into the work force hadn’t been entirely smooth, no matter how much Mark praised her work ethic. Jamie had told him to make sure and keep an eye on her sister, make sure that she didn’t buckle under the weight of new responsibilities. Thankfully, he’d said she seemed to be doing better lately. Jamie would have to see Christine for herself to be sure, but if she was happy in her job then Jamie was happy for her.
She rolled the truck back toward Benton, and wondered if she should maybe call Alex. She hadn’t heard from him at all since he left for work, aside from one brief text saying that he’d be home a little later than he’d planned on and that he loved her. But that had been two hours ago, and he’d assured her that he would be home by five. Sighing, Jamie unfolded herself from the floor and took her phone off the table, sitting down again just in time to have to dodge the toy truck that would have made a very uncomfortable landing.
“Give Mommy just a second, Benton,” she said, returning the truck to him again. “She’s got to see where Daddy is.”
Benton, of course, didn’t understand, and immediately pushed the truck back with both hands. Jamie hit speed dial for Alex’s number and sent the diecast toy rolling across the floor again.
All she got was the voice mail, and her mild annoyance abruptly became concern. What if he had already left work? What if something had happened? Ignoring the truck this time when it came to a stop at her feet, Jamie dialed the number for the front desk on Alex’s floor.
“Reid Enterprises,” a vaguely familiar woman’s voice said after two rings. “This is Emelie speaking. How may I help you today?”
What was the PA doing answering
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